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I don't own Chuck… trust me, if I did it would never end.
March, 2016
Sarah sat up, her body covered in a blanket of sweat. She glanced at the clock, 3:23am. She threw the silky blankets off her, wait… silk?, she thought. Chuck hated silk blankets… he thought they were for rich people with nothing to do with there money-speaking of Chuck, where is he?
Sarah got out of bed cautiously and tied her robe around her waste and searched the drawers for a gun. She found her favorite pistol… So I had my gun when I was brought here… Sarah continued to search the empty house with her gun in her hand. With no luck of finding any intruders, Sarah hopped into her black Porsche and sped onto the road, mind reeling.
-CHUCK-
Chuck rolled to his side, surprised to find another warm body at his side. He smiled when he saw the face and put his arm around the girl's waist. Chuck contemplated the girl's face, her nose and eyes especially, looked just like her mother's. Out of nowhere, his phone started to vibrate. Well, speaking of the devil, he thought. The photo of Sarah laughing and feeding Chuck a strawberry from their trip to Hawaii appeared. Chuck almost pressed the red button, the remembered their conversation on the beach four years ago, and how he told her he was always there and she could trust him.
"Hey," Chuck muttered groggily.
"Chuck? Are you okay? I'm on my way back now- I—I was taken by someone! I'm so sorry… I guess we can't quit the spy life just yet- someone's after us- someone's after me, Chuck!" Chuck could hear the worry in his ex-wife's voice.
"Um… Sarah- I mean Zoe- or whatever your name is now, you're still a spy… and its pretty freaking important to you- more important than your family," Chuck spat bitterly.
"What are you talking about? Chuck- you're the most important thing to me!" Sarah said frantically.
"Seriously? You don't remember? Don't play dumb with me, Sarah Walker. How dare you call me and say that!"
"Chuck! I don't understand!" Chuck could hear Sarah choke back a sob.
"You don't remember?" Chuck asked with new interest. "We got divorced two years ago, where are you now?"
"What? How? Two years ago you asked me if I loved you… two years ago I said yes! Two years ago saved me from Shaw! Chuck I'm coming to your apartment now, let's talk about this!"
"No… two years ago you left Selena and I for the spy life! Stop playing dumb with me Sarah Walker, I know the games you play, and I'm not putting up with them this time! Not today! And don't even think about coming to the house! Goodnight and have a safe trip home."
"But Chuck! I lo-" Chuck pressed the end button. That bitch.
